True Power Unknown

I am...

Her mind was so foggy, she and Ashraven had been walking for only an hour and her head was swimming. Her arms and back ached and her neck burned like hell. She heard dripping and smelled the familiar scent of blood. The sound echoed through her bones before she fell to the earth, unable to deal with the pain. Lizz screamed as green flame burned the ground.

"Sagira!" Ashraven screamed, jumping away from the flames.
"She's got Lucy!" Lizz shouted at the top of her lungs. "She's tearing her apart! Ashraven..." she stopped and breathed, taking in all the information. "She's dying."
"Sagira, who's Lucy?" Ashraven said, using her power over air to suck the oxygen from the flame.
"She's my girlfriend, my lily, my soul." She whispered, as Ashraven helped her up.
"My joyfriend's name is Collin, ze wanted to stay back in Bulgaria when the Star arrived. Ze made me promise I would come home. I'm going to promise you something similar, Lucy will come home."
"I...why does she want me?"
"Because, she is a descendant from one of the original Tumma feas from Hella's plunge. She wants the land of her ancestors." Ashraven said, helping Lizz up.
"Then let her have it, I don't want this land! I want my Lily and my Firebringer and my cat. Ashraven, I want for the journey to be over. I want to go home..." Lizz said, wiping the tears from her face. "I want my baby brother back..."

Ashraven just kept walking as the wind whispered it's sad song through her ears. She kept listening as it guided her to where the Selkie was being held captive. It carried her, made her feet lighter as she ran. She had a mission, save the thing her new friend loved the most, her family.

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Thunderous footsteps echoed through the darkness that surrounded the selkie, she knew those steps, had come to fear them. The healers has just come and gone, taking more of her precious blood from her body, and healing the wounds afflicted to her by the owner of those foot steps.

The steps rang louder as Lucy's heart pounded in her chest. The scent of her fear filled the room as the cloaked man walked in and lifted her face to meet his.

"Hello Lucy dear." He whispered, he pressed his lips to hers before she jerked her head away. "Being difficult today aren't we?"
"Don't touch me you bastard!" She yelled. That bastard could kill her in a heart beat, but she was his leverage on the Tumma leader.
"You might be my sister's soul, but there is nothing saying I can't have you." He smiled, gazing his thumb across the ring that adorned Lucy's finger.
"I say so! Eria says so! I'm not yours, I'm my own!" She spat in his face, one word rung true in her head.

"Soul?" She questioned.
"She didn't tell you Lucy?" He chuckled, shoving her back into her chair, pressing the tubes further into her. "Maybe you aren't her soul after all."
"No-"
"She loves you Lucy, she could spend her immortal life time with you. But knowing her, I wouldn't. Especially since she won't survive The True Tumma Queen."
"I'm her soul, I should have known." She murmured.
"But you gave her up Lucy." He said grabbing her shoulder.
"What are you talking about?"
"You willing let yourself die! You walked away and starved when she offered you a home!" He screamed. "You broke her Lucy! Why do you think she started drinking? Why do you think she started drugs? Why do you think she left her father and Pricilla behind? Because she still loved you."

He made his way to the door as the tears fell from Lucy's eyes.

"This is your fault Lucy, I just want the old Sagira back. But now you're back and she isn't." He said before he turned away. "I will kill you Lucy O'Mally, more brutally than you killed Sagira." He shut the door and walked out.

Lucy curled up into a ball and cried, it was all her fault. She deserved the horrible death she was receiving. Still no matter what he said she had to say the words that were on her mind.

"I am Lucy Rominova."